Chapter 7. David.

I was feeling no reason to live, I have nothing in life besides trying to survive mothers stupid games. I didn't want her to think she could win because I wasn't going to let that happen. I was beginning to believe there was no God. When mom would hit me, or make me play her "games" i felt as if she was just taking aggressions out on a rag doll, and I didn't care because I was beginning to be motionless and felt as if i was a robot. I now called mother "Bitch", She didn't deserve to know the feeling of what being called mom was like. My mind, imagination and dreams were dead and gone, I was no longer myself. suffering through all my chores and the bitched games, I knew i had only one less day to live.
   When ever i was given the chance to eat, I devoured it like  homeless dog eating what could be my last meal in life. I was nothing but a family slave. And my brothers didn't make anything better, they also abused me and pushed me around. Kids picked on me everyday, Aggie Made fun of me and she also brought her friends with her. She made sure she rubbed in my face her fancy cloths, and told me she hated me and wanted me to just drop down dead. I was at the point I stopped trying to do anything. Mother tried the gas chambers once again, she made sure i had no rags and that all the air was were closed up. Life was getting worse and worse every day. Dad completely stopped returning home, one day he stopped by, but only to get his things. He was moving out, he told me he couldn't take it, the house, mother, me, none of it. He wouldn't take me and i didn't understand why. I knew this life would get worse, but I also knew I would survive for some reason.

Chapter 6 David.

It didn't take long and Dad started spending less and less time at home. It made me hate him so much, Because without dad the games were harder and they went much farther. Also I knew i had no one to help with the dishes. He was my protector but now feel scared that he is going to leave and never come back. Now I thought of him as a lair, because he promised me he'd get me out of this house, but yet he never took my with him. He stopped helping me because mother hated him helping me and they always fought about me, my brother and themselves. Once he was gone the games would start, and they usually lasted until dad returned.

It's been 9 days, and I've yet to have anything to eat. She hasn't served me longer then 3 days, but its lasting way to long. I have no strength at all, i can hardly move. She made sure I had no possibility of stealing food. Sadly at night I would crack the water foist just enough for me to drink water and hope mother didn't hear it  the water running.Today mom put a plate of left overs in front of me and said i had 2 minutes but before i had time to get the fork o the plate she tore the plate way saying "i ran out of time." I just don't understand her, What did i do. What did I do that i deserve to go 10 days without anything to eat. Why am I the odd child she hated? All i know is i hate her so much. And my i hate my brothers just as much. I was getting to the point where I also hated father, he never stopped her, he didn't even try to save me. Not to mention he knows without him there I'm not going to survive.

A few days later she ordered me to clean the bathroom. I went think it was just a stupid chore, but when she locked me in there with ammonium and bleach I quickly realized it was just another game, trying to make me suffer. I wasn't letting her get me with this, I pushed the bucket to the door, put a rag over my face and put my face on the vent. The gas from the mixture had burned the back of my throat and made my eyes burn. I called this the gas chamber! After that she filled the bath tub, with freezing water and ordered me to get in. She made me keep my head under the water and with her hand forced my head under. I tried to keep just my noise up high enough for me to breath, then She made me get out and dress without drying off. I thought I was going to die before long.

Chapter 5 David.

Russell was like mom's little look out because she brainwashed him, he watched and made sure i didn't steal any food or find anything to eat. He even lied to mom just to get enjoyment out of my punishments. I learned the games and I usually could guess what she was going to do to me next. Mom was an alcoholic and I know half the time she wasn't herself. One night she stabbed me in the stomach, she meant it as a threat and she ended up slipping. The pain was unbearable. She realized what she had done and she knew it was a mistake, she cleaned and wrapped me up and sent me on my way. Her time limit for the dishes went from 20minutes to 30minutes, but i knew there was not enough strength in my weakened body to meet her deadline. I tried to get dad to help, but he was of course helpless to me. He didn't want to fight with mom. The womb became infected and i tried to clean it myself because i didn't want to ask for help. I think its sad a child should have to be afraid of their own mother. 

Chapter 4. David

They all stair, I get beat up, and no one wants to be friends with me or even talk to me. I wear the same cloths everyday, the same ragged smell shredded cloths.Therefore walking into school was hell. I was always late and always in trouble, I got caught stealing food all the time because mother made it a came to starve me day after day. Dad would often sneak me food, but that didn't last long. Now I was on the own. Mother set time limits for each chore, witch was "a game" to her. The school asked questions and mom said i was getting in to trouble because i wanted attention after Russel was born.After so many complaints from the school, mother would began forcing me to eat my brothers dirty diaper. After awhile, i got to the point where i was stealing from the local grocery but eventually I was caught quiet a few times. So i made a decision to start taking the left overs from out our trash can, but then mother caught me. Mother made me wrap up in old newspapers and sleep under the table, but that didn't last long when she forced me to sleep in the basement because, "i wasn't good enough to sleep upstairs." Mother thought drinking ammonia was a good punishment.   The stinging and burning as I drank it was enough to kill me, the worst part was, My father stood there and watched.

Chapter 3 David.

It didn't take long for me to realize that with father gone, mom would make me play her games and make sure i didn't get to play with my brothers. Mother no longer loves me, she can't even look at me with the slightest taste of love. I know that i will never feel the worm lovable huge from my mom again. The beating and the staving me for long periods of time began quickly. Mom told me everyday that i was a bad boy. She didn't let me be a normal child, i wasn't aloud to play with the kids around the neighborhood, I'm not even aloud to talk to my own brothers. She repeatedly tells me I'm a bad boy, but I don't understand what i ever did!

Chapter 2 David.

1960, My family was the Brady bunch. Life was perfect, dad was a fireman and momma stayed home taking care of me and my two brothers. We took day trips and went to the city and went to the parks. We would all decorate the tree for Christmas. My favorite family trip was to the river, we stayed in a cabin and spend most of the day hicking, swimming, climbing and had a nice diner. The feeling of mom holding me tight was the best. 

Chap. 1 David

I wake up late and I know if I don't know finish the dishes I am going to have serious punishments. She catches my hands out of the water and Smacks me, Making me fall to the floor. As she screams i just stair, acting like i can about what she's talking about. I am late to school mom drops me off, with no breakfast. I go into school knowing I'm going to have to deal with getting in trouble. The school nurse cheeks me for me cuts and bruises and sends me off to class. Later I'm called back down to the office. Teachers and other staff members including a cop, stand around. I am afraid to answer any question. I just want to run away. I know if i answer questions, mom will find out, and my punishment will be unbearable.I finally decide to answer questions, the cop tells me my life is going to be better. He calls mom and says I won't be home and i feel safe already.